@jlovely- Wicked! Prod Tgwog Master

20 MORE MINUTES

Xxmary + Gothic + ghoste - On Her Neck prod ghoste

december

vocals by me
produced by me
melody: kydandcambria

an american freestyle

under my thumb

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Like WTF they tryna do to my sound
Pull up, what they think bout me now?
Felt like durk when i fell to the ground
Feds knockin when im not around
FaZe Clan how i spin around
But they aint even tryna hear me out
Feel like Joe Dirt in that Hemi now

All designer fits, these aint know hand me downs
I aint even talk to my old friends, they all dead to me now
Im spending amounts
Im fuckin up my bag fuckin up my bank account
Like WTF they tryna do to my sound
Pull up, what they think bout me now?
Felt like durk when i fell to the ground
Feds knockin when im not around
FaZe Clan how i spin around
But they aint even tryna hear me out
Feel like Joe Dirt in that Hemi now

My Sound/ Joe Dirt (prod. xoshiii)

Lyrics:

Started in this game young. Big hearted, emotions got me lame strung, the notions I was weak, I couldn’t handle that. I had to peak, stop wit’ ya critique, I thought if I vandal at. What others do, hey, I would put on a display, if that bothers you, get out my way, I’m gon’ let it spray. On the credit of my mom, she told me, that I’m the best version of who I god damn am. Be yourself, don’t put on a mask. Well off it goes to the shelf, and never back. Tell them bro’s I’m helping out, no ask. What kinda task I can do, I ran through the slack. Cause I can vouch for me, yeah, off the couch for me, yeah, no mo’ slouch for me, yeah. Big hearted, never departed. Don’t diminish, I gotta Finish What I Started.

Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.

Started in this game a teen. Still big hearted, for rapping I’m a flame that bring. His own thing, inspired by Tupac. This a king, awaiting on the new block. Don’t need a mic, just give me my iPad. Record into it, I’m like a boss, why mad? Is your feeling, be real and pure, but don’t hate. Again I learned my lesson, they just want me to be great. I been so burned each session, wanting to instigate. To my friends, I’m sorry for taking the bait. This is ends, to the pouty insecureness. Let’s make amends, get rowdy and go spit wit’ sureness. I’m so cold, bold, wit’ the arted. For my name in this game, I’ve been smarted. Fame can be lame, so instead, I’ve darted. Back to lit spit, time to Finish What I’ve Started.

under my thumb

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